Just A Dream
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I never knew this would happen.. How could I have known?
But..
I like it. I finally have a place where I belong. I have friends who wont leave. I have a family.
But everything good always comes with a price, and what a price this is.
The last thing I truly remember from my time there.. was.. Ṱ̷̻̪̈́͜h̸̝̣͇̽ȅ̷͙́͘ ̵̮̲̥̲̂͋̍͛́A̸̛̖̬̥͊́͂̅c̸̘͈̾̉ç̸̡̘̹͎͑͂͒̇́i̶̳͉͉̞͆̌̊̀d̵̰͔̠̙͒̓̏̀͜͝e̴̓̉̈́ ̜̙̺̐͜n̷̞̓̕ţ̶̘̀̇̓..
I'm here now. And I'm here forever.
I'm never going back. Not today, not tomorrow, not ten years from now. THIS is my home now.
Goodbye, I'm gone.
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[T/W]: Anxiety, Derealization, Mentions of Suicide and Murder, Mild Gore
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